When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

At this moment, Wei Wuxian was looking at Jiang Cheng in front of him, who was reciting a few words dully. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a puppet.

“Why doesn’t Wei Wuxian just die…”

“Why doesn’t Wei Wuxian just die…”

"..."

Wei Wuxian felt a deep sense of powerlessness and helplessness when facing him like this. He slowly stretched out his right hand, waved it in front of Jiang Cheng a few times, and asked with a wry smile:

"Ah, do you wish me dead so badly that you keep repeating this sentence?"

Jiang Cheng's eyes were chaotic, lifeless and unfocused. He could neither hear nor see.

Seeing this, Wei WuXian couldn't help but sigh: "Since you hate me so much, why don't you wake up earlier so that we can have a good fight."

Wei WuXian's question naturally received no response.

The surroundings were in a mess and chaos, but in the end, these were just illusions. After the masked man left, the surrounding scenes seemed to be unable to maintain their details and gradually dissipated after Wei Wuxian approached.

The bloody human-shaped mud body at Jiang Cheng's feet also disappeared.

Jiang Cheng remained unaware of the surprising changes around him.

Wei Wuxian silently observed Jiang Cheng's current situation and tried to analyze it step by step: due to some strong stimulation, Jiang Cheng chose to shut himself off deep in his heart; and if he wanted to wake him up again, he needed to be given a new round of external stimulation.

And now they are in the illusion of chaos. Wei Wuxian thinks that maybe he can use the illusion to stimulate Jiang Cheng in the same way, but how to accurately control the changes of the illusion is a difficult problem.

While thinking, Wei WuXian had an idea. He remembered that no matter whether it was created by prayer or by the masked man, the scene changes had one thing in common, which was the change in the state of mind of the person trapped in the illusion.

As the holder's emotions fluctuate and his cognition changes significantly, the illusion will also change with his mood.

Thinking of this, regardless of whether it would work or not, Wei Wuxian first decided to provoke Jiang Cheng. Unfortunately, Jiang Cheng couldn't hear him, so he could only take the most primitive action.

Wei Wuxian rubbed his palms together, and soon they began to feel warm.

Then, with a crisp and loud "pa" sound, Wei Wuxian slapped Jiang Cheng hard in the face.

The reason why I chose to slap someone in the face is because slapping someone in the face is different from hitting someone in other places. Hitting someone in other places can be considered beating someone, but a slap in the face seems more humiliating and more hurtful to the person's dignity.

Therefore, a slap in the face can stimulate a person's consciousness more than simple physical pain.

Wei Wuxian used quite a bit of force in this slap, and Jiang Cheng's face was directly knocked to the side.

Jiang Cheng seemed to be stunned by this blow, and the action of hoeing the ground with the Three Poison Machine in his hand stopped.

The three poisons fell to the ground with a bang.

It seems to be really useful.

Wei Wuxian was eager to try, and even a little addicted to it. He wanted to slap him again. By doing so, he could not only help Jiang Cheng regain consciousness, but also return all the whips that Jiang Cheng had just given him.

A hand was stretched out, bringing with it the wind. Just when Wei Wuxian was about to slap Jiang Cheng a second time, his hand had not yet fallen when it was suddenly caught firmly in mid-air.

Wei WuXian looked over and met Jiang Cheng's eyes, which were bloodshot and scary red.

At the same time, a crisp sound came from my ears, like something was about to break.

“Wei Wuxian, you’re quite brave, eh?”

Jiang Cheng's voice revealed three parts of coldness and seven parts of chilliness, and this feeling made Wei Wuxian feel that something was inexplicably wrong.

It is a doubt about the authenticity of Jiang Cheng.

But Jiang Cheng should be Jiang Cheng. Wei Wuxian couldn’t tell what was wrong with him for the time being.

Jiang Cheng gripped Wei Wuxian's wrist so hard that it turned white, and it felt as tight as an iron hoop, almost preventing the blood from circulating normally.

The two crisp sounds just now came from his wrist. Wei Wuxian felt that his wrist was about to be crushed by Jiang Cheng.

“It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts…!” Wei WuXian couldn’t help but cry out.

Jiang Cheng shook Wei Wuxian’s arm away. Wei Wuxian gasped and rubbed his tortured wrist with a hissing sound. Fortunately, it was not broken.

Looking at Jiang Cheng’s face, which was as black as if covered with soot from the bottom of a pot, Wei Wuxian didn’t bother with him too much, even though he slapped him in the face for saving someone.

Wei WuXian raised his head and laughed loudly: "Jiang Cheng, you are finally awake!"

In response to his enthusiastic greeting, Jiang Cheng just snorted coldly.

Although it is said that one should not hit someone who smiles at him, Jiang Cheng clearly had no intention of giving Wei Wuxian a good face: "Go ahead."

“?” Wei WuXian was stunned for a moment and asked, “What?”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng's eyes darkened, his face looked cold and gloomy, and his originally tight lips were pursed into a straight line. The fingertips of his left hand intentionally or unintentionally rubbed the ring on the index finger of his right hand.

This is the visual effect of someone preparing to whip Wei Wuxian.

Jiang Cheng said in a grim voice: "Tell me what you meant just now. If your explanation does not satisfy me, I don't mind whipping you."

The tone of Jiang Cheng's voice and the movements of his hands clearly showed that he was angry.

Jiang Cheng's unconscious action made Wei Wuxian feel familiar and unfamiliar.

The reason for his unfamiliarity was that the Jiang Cheng Wei Wuxian knew now was not yet able to use Purple Lightning.

What's familiar is that in his previous life, Jiang Cheng was a person who was used to turning his ring, and after turning it, he would hit someone.

There are countless rare treasures and magical instruments in the world, but for immortal cultivators, they may only be able to own one magical instrument that is perfectly compatible with themselves in their lifetime.

This is just like a kendo practitioner's weapon must be a sword, and he would never use a knife.

However, there are always some special cases, just like the Gusu Lan family is good at music. There are both zither practitioners who are good at playing the zither and sword practitioners who are proficient in swordsmanship.

Although Qin Xiu can also use sword techniques, its power is certainly not as strong as using Qin to fight the enemy.

However, someone like Lan Wangji, who is proficient in both the way of the zither and the way of the sword, and has practiced the first two skills to such perfection, is an exception among exceptions.

Jiang Cheng's magic weapon is the Three Poisons. It was already a little strange when Wei Wuxian first met him and was chased and whipped by him.

It was precisely because Jiang Cheng was so skilled at whipping people that Wei Wuxian was unable to determine at the first glance whether this Jiang Cheng was the Jiang Cheng of today or the Jiang Cheng in his past memories.